“And I dealt with the situation, didn’t I? I found a solution, right? I took action.”

“I know you did, Steve. It’s just–”

“I am a cat of action. What have you done today besides complaining? Anything, Ralph?”

“OK. It’s just, well… You realize we’re sitting on a dog, right?”

“It’s called a ‘calculated risk.’ Look it up.”

“Like that time you decided we should try sitting on the sleeping wolverine last winter? Was that a ‘calculated risk?’ Because I still have calculated bite marks on my you-know-where from that swell idea.”

“If you don’t shut up, I’m going to give you a calculated slap in the face.”